
((and again, for reference sake.
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He rose his hand aiming it towards the ranger who stood upon the bar and the focused Aetherial energy began to gravitate right into his palm into a great flare of fire. He drew his hand back, ready to cast the energy towards her, but instead, he decided to use it for another purpose. Revan swung his hand back to the great group of brawlers, the ball of fire exploding upon the tables and wooden floor behind him, spreading greatly into a fire wall. If those who remained behind did not act quickly, the inferno would spread and bring the whole building down in a matter of minutes. Revan's energy was nearly sapped from him, and he knew he had to get to Celgad. His eyes moved towards the door, and he quickly shuffled to the exit, Siben (or his character rather) lying in his path.
Revan lowered his sword to his side and brushed past the mage, following after the two rogaedyn who had made off with Celgad. The rain was pouring harder than ever and Revan thought he had lost them until he had seen the three resting at the side of the road. As he looked further down the road, many torches could be seen approaching the tavern. In minutes this place would be overcame by whatever authority governed this land, it being apparent that one of the feeling patrons warned the said militia. Revan hurried across the street to the three.
((I think I got a bit confused by the layout... but uh, I was thinking the bar was more towards the middle of the room, since the meeting happened in the back of the tavern... like the bar would be against the wall between the back of the room and the entry. Revan meant to redirect his attack to the huge brawl of people from behind him, not so much the people at the bar... though he totally thought about it, lol
This was my interpretation))

He rose his hand aiming it towards the ranger who stood upon the bar and the focused Aetherial energy began to gravitate right into his palm into a great flare of fire. He drew his hand back, ready to cast the energy towards her, but instead, he decided to use it for another purpose. Revan swung his hand back to the great group of brawlers, the ball of fire exploding upon the tables and wooden floor behind him, spreading greatly into a fire wall. If those who remained behind did not act quickly, the inferno would spread and bring the whole building down in a matter of minutes. Revan's energy was nearly sapped from him, and he knew he had to get to Celgad. His eyes moved towards the door, and he quickly shuffled to the exit, Siben (or his character rather) lying in his path.
Revan lowered his sword to his side and brushed past the mage, following after the two rogaedyn who had made off with Celgad. The rain was pouring harder than ever and Revan thought he had lost them until he had seen the three resting at the side of the road. As he looked further down the road, many torches could be seen approaching the tavern. In minutes this place would be overcame by whatever authority governed this land, it being apparent that one of the feeling patrons warned the said militia. Revan hurried across the street to the three.
((I think I got a bit confused by the layout... but uh, I was thinking the bar was more towards the middle of the room, since the meeting happened in the back of the tavern... like the bar would be against the wall between the back of the room and the entry. Revan meant to redirect his attack to the huge brawl of people from behind him, not so much the people at the bar... though he totally thought about it, lol

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